Guardian really his hitting new lows of alienating its readership....though since they sell so few papers in the UK I suspect this is probably more aimed at the rest of the world as a kind of anti-British propaganda.

He's like a Yiddish Lord Haw Haw.

If I had my way I'd lock this guy in the Tower for a bit to cool his ardour..

It would be consistent with a certain kind of Britishness for the nation to ruin itself through sheer embarrassment. Having gone to the trouble of voting to leave the EU, a change of heart would just be too awkward: like complaining about a haircut while still in the chair. So we watch the mirror in mounting anxiety, fretting that this was never what we had asked for, forcing a smile nonetheless, knowing we’ll still pay at the end.There is a swelling body of evidence that Brexit is shaking confidence in the country’s international credibility, and cannot be completed in the allotted time without economic vandalism. There is also the referendum result, before which evidence is made to cower. The decision has been taken. Article 50 is activated. We can’t get cold feet now. We’ve booked the caterers.Embarrassment is underrated as an engine of history, maybe because it is embarrassing to admit it as an individual motive. But try this experiment: seek out your worst memory, the one you would gladly expunge from your mental record. The chances are, it contains a humiliation or cringe-inducing act of stupidity. Pain, the more dreaded sensation, is easier to bear over time. We adapt to loss. Wounds heal. Grief goes numb. But shame has a lingering burn.

Humiliation corrodes the soul of nations. This thought occurred to me during Dunkirk, Christopher Nolan’s cinematic re-enactment of the 1940 evacuation of British soldiers from fallen France. It was a disorderly retreat following a defeat: “a colossal military disaster”, said Churchill. Yet Dunkirk spirit became an emblem of national character – a metaphor for plucky survival against insuperable odds, and a benchmark for resilience.[/size]